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I worked until the Overseer came and told me it was time to train with Kwaku. I joined Kwaku at the training mat, and we talked a little, then got into my training. Kwaku would bring up the new night guard, and comment on my acting as his personal slave. I assured Kwaku again, it was just a way of easing the situation between the guard and myself.


We finished our training session, and just lay down waiting for the others. Soon the Overseer arrived, as did the working slaves, and he proceeded to hose us all down. Once we had cleaned off, the Overseer accompanied us to the eating shelter. Kwaku and I set down to eat our meal, and to continue our conversation about my relationship with the new night guard.


After we had all eaten, the night guard showed up, and ordered us to line up at attention. He then marched us to the slave quarters for the night. He instructed me to stay outside while he took the others into the sleeping quarters. The guard came back out, locking the inner gate to the quarters, and joined me outside. I quickly stood to attention as he approached, and he complemented me on responding as he had requested.

He then ordered me to empty the garbage barrel and clean it before returning the barrel. He then had me sit down, and ask any questions that I had. I ask him about his heritage because he had eyes the color of mine, and he had facial features that were different from the other natives. He is a little over six feet tall, which is unusual for the men in this country.

He told me his mother and her husband had come from the UK, and owned a business in the Capital. He told me his father was a business man in the Capital, and friends with his mother and her husband. He explained that when his mother’s husband died, she decided to stay and keep the business going. He explained that since his father was their friend, he helped his mother when it was needed. He said eventually they decided to get married and combine their businesses. He laughed and said he was the product of that merger.

He told me his parents wanted him to further his education in England, but he didn’t want to leave this country. He said he had many friends, and really didn’t want to leave. So he and a friend joined the military, and he was able to move up due to his good local education. He said his father died while he was in the military, and that his mother sold the businesses, and moved back to the UK.

He told me his mother is still trying to get him to move to the UK, that she has money there for him to attend the University. He said he didn’t want to leave, but had gone to visit his mother. He said he left the military because he needed to find a wife, that he was exposed to male soldiers only in the military. He laughed and said he didn’t want to end up like the guys in the slave quarters.

I thanked him for endulging me and letting me know about his past. He started to twist and tried to massage his shoulder, so I got up and stood behind him, then started to massage his shoulders and neck. When I had finished doing that, I started on his back and could tell he was really enjoying my attention. I then sat down at his feet, where he had removed his boots, and started massaging his feet. He just leaned back and made sounds, that expressed his pleasure and enjoyment.

He finally stopped me, saying he needed to get the slaves ready for the nights sleep. He then made his way to the slave quarters, to get things started before lights out.